On Thursday morning last week, sometime between the hours of 1:30 and 6:30 am, my 1987 Toyota 4Runner was taken from my driveway. My eldest son, returning from work at the earlier hour, saw it parked in the driveway as usual. When I stepped outside that morning, prepared for my commute to work in the south valley, my little truck was gone.
License #628PKK : as if that's going to do any good or be of any help.
There was a modicum of hunting and fishing gear inside, including my MRGCD gate key and prescription glasses, an Avery camo decoy bag and a half-dozen Mallard decoys, a robo duck with a dead battery, a Coleman 48-quart ice chest full of dehydrated food and water and emergency supplies, emergency tools, flashlights and batteries, wool blankets, a heavy Carhart parka, my favorite boonie hats, polarized sunglasses etc., etc., etc.
I'm betting no one here has seen the vehicle or any of its contents, but I would like to apologize for a somewhat cynical attitude in one of my previous posts in the Whooping Crane thread. I was in anything but a good mood at the time but have since then cooled my jets.
That old truck of mine was in ultra-fine shape with a brand new engine and an additional 10K worth of new stuff put on it after purchase in late 2007 and completion of work in June, 2008. The above photo doesn't do justice to the most recent appearance of the truck but the colors and the model shape are the same. I figure it's in Mexico by now, but if not, the cops will probably find its stripped, charred and shot-to-hell carcas somewhere on the outskirts of town.
Thanks for being here to let me vent.